Chapter 8

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Averys Pov:

I had a dream last night. Guess who it was about... that's right Niall. The dream wasn't dirty or anything. It was about a wedding it was our wedding, I could here him saying 'I do' and some middle aged women turning round holding the cutest little boy in her arms. He was so cute and tiny, like a special gem. Anyways back to reality.

I don't know why but Niall and I just clicked, we had some sort of chemistry. It was like I had known him forever.

So when I woke up I noticed I wasn't in my own room and that's when I realised I was at One Directions house, but how the hell did I end up in Nialls bed. I can't remember anything, maybe he like drugged me and rapped me. Laugh out loud cant believe I though if that. He wouldn't do that. But that still doesn't give me any answers as to why I'm in his bed. Having said that it was pretty cosy.

"Your up then I see!" Niall said coming into the room with a huge grin on his face. "Before you say anything I didn't rape you!"

I was in stitches it was like he read my mind.

"Aww that's so funny. But really why am I in your bed?"

"Well because me and you were in the arm chair we were a bit squished and you had fallen asleep so I took you into my bed and I slept on the couch." He said pointing to the couch in his room.

"Ok so you didn't rape me?" I laughed.

He laughed shaking his head.

" I like that green snap back you got of there Niall." I smirked.

"Don't touch it. It's my pride and joy." He said with a serious look on his face.

My body was edging towards it wanting so badly to try it on. I grabbed it and made a run for it to the other side of his room.

"I warned you!" He joked, licking his lips looking down at the ground whilst shaking his head.

"Oh snap!" I shouted. (You see what I did there.)

He laughed running towards me. I was teasing him a bit laughing as he tried to get the hat off of me.

He had pinned me to the ground now laughing, he was now wearing the hat. I laughed at him. He looked cute in his snap back, with his vesty top and a pair of sweats.

"Please get off me Niall I need to pee."

He laughed and said, "Tell me I am the sexiest guy ever and that you love me!"

"Never I laughed!"

"You asked for it." he laughed getting his fingers at the ready and tickling my stomach.

"Please stop!"

"Say the word!" He laughed tickling my stomach harder.

"Fine... Ok..." I said in between laughs.

"Niall is the sexiest guy ever and I love him so much!" I shouted.

He got of me and said "thanks for the little bit added on at the end." He said kissing the top of my head.

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Downstairs in the kitchen.

Nialls Pov:

I kissed Avery!! I know it was only I her head but she didn't seem to mind.

Louis interrupted my train of thought. "So did you guys you know do it. I mean the two of you did escape upstairs!"

I looked at Avery and the two of us burst into fits of laughter. "What the hell, do guys seriously think that?!" I answered in between laughs.

They all nodded in agreement.

"No we did not simply have sex guys we were just to squished in the couch that's all." Avery laughed.

"Fine ok, but you two will end up together one way or another." Zayn laughed.

"Haha very funny." I said.

I didn't deny it because the truth was I did want to be with Avery but it was to soon.

Liam was on Skype talking to Dani and Louis was on the phone talking to El.

"So what's for breakfast!" I shouted.

"Typical Nialler always bloody hungry!" Harry laughed.

After breakfast we were all clueless as to what to do. I mean it's not like we were in a hot country. But surprisingly it was an alright day so what better way than to go sight seeing in London.

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A/N

Sorry if this chapter was boring guys I apologise. But I thought it was quite cute so I hope you enjoyed it:)

By the way I don't want to rush it. Like the story so it is going to be a long story:)

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Erinxxx

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